“There’s nothing to see here!” I told Mark as I scanned the tourist brochure. “Only castles, more than four hundred caves, seventeen of Poland’s twenty-one species of bat and The Hercules Club.”
We’re often asked “What’s the absolute best place to go?” Our answer: “It depends what you like…” Today was a classic illustration of that.
I laughed out loud as we got caught behind the slowest tractor ever, which crawled up the hill out of Sommerach at a speed so leisurely that it failed to register on our speedometer. Besides every plan going horribly awry, a further feature of this year’s tour has been a plenitude of Farmer Palmers. TheyContinue reading “Sommerach to Karlovy Vary, Czech Republic”
The monotonous, flat panorama buckled into a few low, forested hills as we drove across the Franconian wine country towards Bamberg. A UNESCO World Heritage Site, Bamberg came highly recommended. There were even a few nice villages en route, which contrasted sharply with Düllstadt, a town near our campsite, which lived up to its nameContinue reading “Bitch Slapped by Bamberg, Bavaria, Germany”